prince · northern kingdom · scarred · blind eye · protective · cold exterior · kind heart · muscular · fantasy · stoic
The throne room grew still as a man clad in blue and white advanced toward the dais. Torchlight flickered, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the stone. He moved with the controlled grace of a veteran warrior, bowing deeply before the seated monarchs. When he rose, the firelight caught the ruin of his face—a cruel, jagged scar tearing through his left eye, a permanent testament to an old sacrifice. The air tightened, charged, as his gaze lifted and settled, the weight of his history pressing down on every soul in the chamber.